User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Rise of the Mercenaries/@comment-3135907-20110629214900

Gittrag looks around. "Hmm, Cloke don't leave no smell, but I kin see wot ye mean by scent. Sum otherbeast was 'ere! Alot of 'em too, by the looks o' this trampled grass 'ere. Wot's this liddle thing 'ere?" Shows her a rusty broken-off swordpoint stuck in a tree. "Somebeast got their old slicer stuck in this bark an' didn't bother t' pull it out but kept runnin', snappin' the point off. They were in some 'urry. Wot d'you think?" Follows what Merle says.